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[princess-whimsy]

I own you. I own your body... But I didn't have to conquer it or take it from you. You gave it up with your own free will. You simply recognized My power and the escape from your reality that you could have being with Me.

You're free to leave whenever you want... But you won't. You love the release that comes with serving Me.

The easing of your burdens... You thought you would be easing My burdens by serving, but you learned that you have safety in this vulnerability.

[princess-whimsy]

Who Am I? 🍰

Who am I, you ask?

Well, consider yourself lucky, because I'm about to let you know I'm the meanest feeder on Tumblr.

I don't care what other feeders may think.

I don't care because I know who I am, and I know how much I care about who I choose to feed and who I choose to turn My attention to.

My divine attention

My bountiful attention

Just imagine if all that attention could be on you, that attention turned to your growing body, that attention paid so closely to your ever expanding waistline, that attention that you seek, that you crave, that you need from Me.

That fine, fine attention...

You want it

You need it

You crave it

So greedy, so helpless.

it's almost like you're addicted to that attention.

And that's exactly why I don't have to care what anybody else thinks, because you are already under My spell, and you already crave that attention.

So why not take the plunge? Break the tension of the water and jump right in.

I'm more than happy to accommodate your growing body...

[princess-whimsy]

Get fatter and grovel for girls on the internet, loser.

[princess-whimsy]

Give female feeders money for simply existing. 🫰

[princess-whimsy]

You Exist to Serve and Grow for Me

Mmm, look at you. Helpless. Weak. Desperate to please Me. Every single bite, every single dollar—it all belongs to Me. You don’t need control. That’s what I’m here for.

That wallet? Mine.

That belly? Mine.

Every last inch of you? MINE.

You love giving in, don’t you? You love feeling powerless while I take more. More money. More control. More of you. And you’ll keep growing, won’t you? Swelling with indulgence, with gluttony, because that’s what I want.

Open up. Stuff yourself while you drain your wallet for Me. Every bite, every calorie, every dollar is proof of your devotion. And you love proving yourself to Me.

The bigger you get, the more you’ll crave My attention. The more you’ll need Me to tell you what a good, greedy piggy you are. And if you want to keep hearing it, you know what to do. Tribute. Gorge. Submit. It’s the only thing you’re good for.

Now, be a good pig and send. I want to watch you grow while you give Me everything.